Well, I certainly enjoyed seeing Superman’s hairy chest. The film was hit and miss for me. The music was absolutely god-awful, the 3D was a complete waste (3D + rapidfire editing do NOT go together at all), the acting was mostly ok.. nothing incredible, nothing awful.

The visual effects were quite beautiful, the sets and design work were awe-inspiring. Russel Crowe, who I normally hate, was actually VERY good in his role. Kent patriarch, Kevin Costner, has a real tear-jerker moment with the young Clarke Kent. The relationship between Supes and Lois Lane feels a TINY bit forced.

The story has a lot of… how to say, how to say… not “plot holes” so much as logical inconsistencies. I didn’t feel as invested in the goings on as I could have, and I’m a VERY easy audience.. I like pretty much everything I see.

I was born in 1960. When Joe Namath shaved his legs for some television commercial, it was a shocker. JOE NAMATH? Shaving his LEGS? Back then, the only men who regularly shaved their BODIES were Olympic Swimmers and Divers along the lines of mustachioed Mark Spitz and the great Greg Louganis.

This “anti-razor” “anti-body hair” generation is really over. And it was over the minute it started. Sure, I can dig manscaping, and someone gave me a recent lecture about “catchers” shaving, but hey, if you’re into it, who am I to stop you?

But men should be men should be men. Body hair and all. If you are overly hirsuit and need to have your back shaved regularly, it can be a favor a friend or a h/u or a professional does for you. It’s easy, can last three weeks (if you do it right, and I know how to do it right!) but, guys: STOP WITH THE RAZORS!

Stop with the BAREBACK BROTHERHOOD too, but that’s another topic, and that one’s just plain ol’ fucking sick.